Your name
leaves a bitter after taste
My lips
are still numb
From the last time we touched
Your smile still lights up the room
Drawing me in
like a moth to flame
And I still find myself longing
To be the one in your arms
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
PuisiJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
